Puente de Santa Isabel

In the afternoons under the bridge
To meet a memory
That waits for me in the current
And in the current I lose it
And in the current I lose it
In the afternoons I come to the bridge

Santa Isabel Bridge
Over the clear waters of the river
That loved a carnation
That dies of cold in the current
I said goodbye to you on it
Because on the bridge we met
And the bridge knows how to keep
What you want to forget
From the oath we made
I said goodbye to you on it
And I come to wait for you there
Santa Isabel Bridge
Santa Isabel Bridge